The Regressed Son of a Duke is an Assassin Chapter 119

Episode 119. Bible (3)

The Academy Library on a gloomy afternoon.

Arin, who was walking around looking for class materials, suddenly noticed a familiar face on one side of the classroom.

‘Lunav?’

She was her too, but she couldn’t help but look at the book she was holding in her hands.

An incredibly thick hardcover book that reminds me of a thick cotton blanket.

At first glance, it wasn’t a book that a student would read, but for some reason, it seemed like it suited her.

Arin approached carefully so as not to be disturbed.

“Hello Lunav?”

She wasn’t surprised by the sudden greeting.

It seemed like he had already noticed Arin’s popularity.

“S-sorry! “Did you get interrupted while reading?”

“No, it’s okay. “It was a book I had already read, so I wasn’t really paying attention to it.”

Arin couldn’t believe her ears for a moment.

“This is the book you read?”

“yes. I remember seeing it about three times. “It’s been a while since I remembered it, so I was reading it again, but it’s not as interesting as it used to be.”

As if she didn’t feel it was worth reading further, Runab put the book back where it was.

“Chae, do you think you like reading books?”

“Yes, well, the only thing I could do while I was at the academy was reading.”

“Well, the book I just read looked very difficult… … .”

At first glance, it was a book that only academic researchers would read.

“Specifically? “I have read all the books here at least once.”

If another student had said this, she would have dismissed it as a bluff, but Arin couldn’t bear it.

“W-all the things here?!”

“Because there are a lot of books in your academy. All I could do while I was there was reading and magic tricks… … Anyway, that was it.”

“Wow, that’s amazing…” … .”

It seemed like something was glossed over, but Arin didn’t care.

Is it because there is no draft?

Lunav looked extremely bored, like someone who had lost interest in everything.

“Then how about requesting a book you want to read?”

“Application?”

“huh! I heard that if you write down the book you want and apply to the librarian, he will get it for you. “You want to read a new book, Lunav, right?”

“Well, that’s true, but… … .”

Lunav, who thought deeply about Arin’s words for a moment, quickly shook her head.

“I think it will be difficult. Even if you apply, the academy probably won’t be able to get you one.”

“okay? “What is the name of the book?”

When asked the name of the book, Lunav hesitated slightly.

“Heath Crea… … .”

For a book name, it sounded somewhat like a person’s name.

I’m sure I’ve heard it somewhere, but it never came to mind.

“For some reason, when you just hear the name, it seems like a very difficult book, right?”

“Not necessarily. Because the author is a bit special… … .”

“Special? “What kind of person wrote it?”

“It’s not a person… … .”

Arin thought to herself.

What does this mean?

“S-You’re not a person?”

“yes. It’s just like a magic textbook written by people a little higher than us… … .

A magic edict written by a higher being, not a human.

Speaking of such books, there was only one book that Arin knew of at the moment.

“Ho, are you talking about the Bible?”

Lunav nodded cautiously.

* * *

If you look at the first page of a history book currently in circulation at the Academy, you will find this passage.

‘The race that most closely resembles God on the outside, but least receives God’s almighty power, is humans.’

They were too weak to survive on this harsh continent, so they were treated as if it were no surprise if they disappeared at any time.

The most important survival tool for such people is magic.

Humans, who could not survive in the harsh nature of nature on their own, had to pursue constant knowledge and growth.

Humans’ struggle to survive soon succeeded in creating their own unique magic system similar to the doctrine of God, and even at this moment, they are continuing to grow for their own survival.

However, since humans are mere creatures, there are inevitable limitations.

Since magic was nothing more than borrowing the power of God, the creator, there were limits to what they could achieve.

Accordingly, Rummendel, the god of light, is said to have issued a decree to compensate for the limitations of these humans.

That is the Bible Hiscrea.

If a person appears among humans who can accurately understand this Bible and use it correctly,

It is said that at that moment, all the fog of darkness that threatens human existence will be lifted, and only the true light of salvation will remain.

It was said that the beings of darkness should be wary of this.

As time has passed, it is now a relic of the past, treated as a forgotten legend.

Now in front of Silica,

That Bible was there.

“under… … .”

The feeling of being momentarily dizzy and unable to react.

For Silica, it was truly a feeling she had felt for the first time in a long time.

Was he arrogant?

Or was it ignorance?

He is the one who knows very well that hesitation is like death for an assassin.

How did he end up in this situation?

“Honestly, I was a bit surprised. “I knew Sirika was hiding her attributes, but I didn’t know she was hiding her level as well.”

Boris, who had been sprawled out on the floor a moment ago, had already disappeared.

Instead, all that remains is Boris, who is looking down at Silica with a triumphant expression that has been around for some time.

In one hand, he held a Bible that was shining brightly.

“Shall I help you get up?”

Boris held out his hand as if showing off to her as she sat down.

At this, Silica hurriedly took a step back.

That moment,

-Phew!

A sound as if something exploded was heard, and red blood spurted out like a fountain in front of her.

“Ahh!”

At the same time, the crew members began to fall one by one, accompanied by screams.

Silica also lost her strength and fell down.

“What is this?”

The pain of the blue blade cutting into the flesh and vibrating even to the bones.

It was a pain that was very familiar to assassins who lived with swords, but it was a pain that was incomprehensible at the moment.

why? why?

I wasn’t cut by a sword, nor was I hit by an invisible attack.

The only thing he did was deal with the marionettes he summoned, so why did he end up in this situation… … .

“It looks like the curse has gone off.”

Boris said as if he had been waiting.

Silica realized something at those words and turned her attention to the marionettes that the crew had disposed of.

“Didn’t I tell you to give back as much as you received? Love as love, pain as pain… … . “My dolls just put that into practice.”

The dolls were destroyed in such a mess that they were impossible to move.

Strangely enough, it seemed like the damage suffered by the dolls was equally applied to the crew.

It was as if the damage inflicted had been returned.

“Dae, what on earth are you doing?”

“This is . “It is a magic that curses the summoned marionette and returns some of the damage to the person who harmed it.”

I have never encountered such magic in my life.

Even though she was not an amateur who had just started learning magic, Scilica could not believe that something like an unheard of illusion was called magic.

Boris continued as if asking what was the problem.

“Black magic is ultimately just a trick created by some narrow-minded people. “If they can’t do it themselves, they draw the line that others shouldn’t do it either.”

Boris showed off his magic power, wriggling like a fetus.

“What I did was ultimately just the same magic.”

‘Is this the magic of the Bible?’

God’s magic that cannot yet be reached by weak humans.

What changes will the countless magic contained in that white book bring to this continent?

One thing that was certain was that the change would never be positive for them.

“Lumendel, the god of light, highly evaluated us humans, saying that we were the first race to reach godhood, but as it happens, I don’t think so. The power of God is still too much for us humans to accept. “Don’t you know that too, Scilica?”

Silica’s eyes deepened after hearing his words.

“So let me ask you this. “Why are you protecting Sian Berth?”

“I guess that’s not written in that great Bible, right?”

She wasn’t the one to fully answer.

“Let me ask the question again. Is Sian Berth really the master of the Demon Sword?”

“… … .”

I couldn’t say anything this time.

“Actually, it was a long time ago. “I heard that it is the magic sword’s nature to take over its owner’s body, but for some reason, the boy showed no signs of doing so.”

Xian’s inner thoughts that even the Bible holder could not see through.

It literally felt like I was looking through a fog without a single speck of light.

“I was rather embarrassed. Although he clearly had no contact with me, he treated me as if I were an enemy from a previous life. As if he knew something about me… … .”

For the first time, I felt discomfort in his relaxed voice.

“Who are you? Sian Wert… … .”

Scilica still said nothing.

It wasn’t because I couldn’t speak.

Even she didn’t know what to say.

However, the worries did not last long.

After a short silence, the first words out of her mouth were… … .

“Heh!”

It was laughter.

A laugh as if the question itself was so ridiculous.

Scilica continued speaking.

“That kid. He’s just the perfect kid. More than you think… … .”

As she thought about her bold student, a smile naturally formed on her face.

“If that child had any weaknesses, I think he would have been attacked by someone like you. “He was probably completely used and abandoned like a puppet.”

As if the wound I had suffered earlier was not a big deal, I even got up from my knees.

“But it’s not even possible now.”

“… … !?”

“A sly snake like you is trying to overcome a child who cannot even be overcome by that vicious demonic sword… … “It doesn’t make sense, does it?”

For a moment, Boris felt a sense of discomfort and flinched for a moment.

“That child is a child who will change many things… … .”

Silica stood up and took her stance again.

However, it was not the attitude of an assassin trying to kill an opponent.

-Wooow.

“As I was talking, how did it become like a will? But nothing changes. “I will kill you right here today and wait for my beloved student to return.”

It is not an assassination, but a posture for casting magic.

A black mana light, a harmonious blend of life and magic, soon emerged from her body.

(Continued in the next part)

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